The raft was drifting on water, holding seven kids pleading to reach home. And, so far, the raft seems to be staying afloat. In spite of this, Darius said, "Goodbye, Jurassic World."
Ben looked back on the island, only to see his pet dinosaur bellowing at him. "Goodbye, Bumpy," Ben says, feeling depressed about leaving her behind.
Kenji doesn't seem to be sharing the mood though, "Ha! See ya NEVER, stupid dino island! You thought you could eat us? Nope! You thought you could STOMP on us? Think again!"
Sammy shares the mood, "Haha! You thought you could crush our spirits? IMPOSSIBLE!" They both shared a high five.
"Well, to be honest, the island did crush my spirit," Ben reminded them, "But then, I defeat Toro."
Yaz groans, "Not again."
"Well, at least Bumpy likes it when I tell it," Ben defends himself. That was when the ocean started to act unfriendly.
Brooklyn instructs, "Everyone! Secure the vines!"
"How?!" Yaz questions.
Brooklyn answered, "I don't know, pull on them?"
"You said you had raft experience," Yaz reminded.
"I said SOME raft experience," Brooklyn clarified, "SOME!"
Yaz counterattacked, "Oh, so only SOME of us will die."
The wind carried away the sail. The wave pushed us down and we fell into the water. Finally, we arose from the deep and swam back to the island. Darius's idea of building a raft failed again. All seven of us walked to camp to think of a better plan.
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Camp Cretaceous: Its death time (rewritten)
HorrorI have written this story before. But over time, I have become a better author, so I will be rewriting this story in a better way. This is all from my perspective as I made myself as one of the characters.
